Cherry Berry cradled her infant in her foreleg. She stared in awe at her golden-colored coat.

“She’s very lucky,” Dr. Scope told her. “Premature, but strong and healthy.”

“It's all because of you. Thank you, doctor.”

He nodded and left her alone.

Cherry stared at her more, filled with curiosity and amazement. Cherry heard somepony come in. She turned to see who it was, followed by silence.

“...I-is she okay?” Fizzy asked.

Cherry teared up. Fizzy embraced her and the foal. They kissed each other. They kissed and Cherry didn't care who saw them. She didn't care if the Princess herself walked in on them. L

“I’m sorry,” he said, pulling out. “I'm sorry for putting you through this. It was selfish of me to keep you in Dodge Junction. I should've moved us out.”

Cherry smiled warmly. “I didn't want to move out either.”

Fizzy didn't know what to say, but was overjoyed and kissed her again. He looked at their foal and she happily hoofed her over.

Cherry went over to the window and opened it while Fizzy looked at his daughter. Meadow Song was outside playing with Noteworthy, Big Mac, and Shoeshine.

“Hey, Song!” she called out to him. “Could you come in for a minute?”

“Sure thing, mom!” he shouted back.

Cherry met him at the doorway. “I want you to meet your father.”

Meadow Song grinned from ear to ear excitedly. She motioned inside. He saw Fizzy and his face and ears dropped. He was confused. He looked up at his mother. She nodded. He looked back at Fizzy.

“...H-hi, son,” Fizzy said.

Meadow Song ran to him and Fizzy hugged his son for the first time as his father. Fizzy invited Cherry in and the four of them were together as a family. As it should be. Tears ran down Fizzy’s muzzle. Cherry knew now more than ever, he was happy.

“Are we gonna live somewhere else?” Meadow Song asked, disappointment in his voice. “I just made friends and we wanna make a singing quartet.”

Fizzy glanced at Cherry. “We're not going anywhere.”

Meadow Song put on his award-winning grin. “So, what are you going to name her?” He looked at Cherry for an answer, as did Fizzy.

“I was thinking, Golden Harvest.”

Dr. Scope walked over to Mayor Mare who was examining a scroll. She was sitting on a bench keeping an eye on the Noteworthy trio, that had become a quartet. Scope sat down next to her.

“Your assistant is really good at his job,” he tried to start a conversation.

“He’s a volunteer since I can't legally pay him, but yes, I don't know what I would do without him.”

Neither of them spoke. Scope didn't know what else to say. He took a chance and threw subtlety out the window. “Mayor?”

“Yes, Dr. Scope?” She faced him.

“...Go on a date with me.”

She turned away, her cheeks burning up. “I can't. We are both always busy, and-”

“I talked to Noteworthy.” He had talked to Cherry about this and she said he needed to be assertive. “He cleared your schedule on thursday. After your meeting in the morning, you will be free the rest of the day.”

The Mayor didn't say anything.

“This isn't for me, this is for you. You need a break. You overwork yourself and you have barely slept at all going back and forth between Ponyville and Dodge Junction. Noteworthy agrees with me, you need this.”

Mayor Mare didn't say anything for a long time.

“Alright, I’ll go with you.”

“Your ex sounds like a real piece of work,” Silver said sarcastically. “Did he abuse you? Was he rough on you?”

“Nope,” Berry answered. “He’s a jerk. He would sleep all the time.”

Silver laughed. “I never sleep, only after I listen to the three A.M. news.”

The sheriff had had enough. He escorted Silver out. “That's enough talking with your client for today, Mr. G-Script.”

Author's Note

Just to clarify, I didn't write this to say I think incest is morally correct or not. It is up to the reader to decide how they feel about the subject.